where your treasure is, there will your heart also be.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
spoiled nature makes us hurry inside when she weeps rain upon the world. with hurricanes, she toys with us. tornadoes are used to punish, earthquakes to throw us about like pebbles in a child's game. we live on her land, and through that, she rules over us. our very bodies belong to her. they age in rhythm with her, and they are subject to urges and desires that she imposes on us. in some ways, we're little slaves to nature's ways. but humanity, on the other hand, has found another way to dominate. humanity detroys what we touch. we reach out towards pretty things in greed, and leave a trail of death behind. we fence the woods in, we run over animals and poison the seas. ours is a different kind of mastery but it is one nevertheless. nature serves us because she has no other choice. humanity always expects nature to mend what damage we've done; heal the woods burned down, return the animals hunted to extinction and cleanse the seas. never considering what will happen the day nature is no longer there to catch us.
